She and I were twins once long ago
“two peas in a pod” – they said
meanwhile, clucking tongues
flapped about antics
We rode bears like horses
arms outstretched, faces alight
Rolled in the grasses and mugwort
plucking chamomile tops to bite
Until glistening hair washed in the creek
hung all akimbo and full
of bits and stems, flowers and blades
The winds were delighted, as they sang
our wild song in whispered shouts
The tug boat is small, strong
and mighty of heart
As it chugs up
the river of life
pulling more than it’s weight
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Meanwhile…
Pushing the river up the hill
is a lesson in futility
As it wears out
the biggest
even the mightiest of hearts
